[b.o.b - verse 1]since day 1 i said fuck the fame and everything it dealtbut the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealthbut the wealth attracts you haters like you mosquitoes to a welland the waters getting deeper so i’m well set out to sailsomeone called my cell and left a voicemailthat said congratulations on the million record salesas i’m flipping over furniture knocking shit off the shelfi told myself i’ll never get too deep not to take a breathebut i’m sinking

[hook]and it’s so hard to breathe, yeahand even more so to sleep when no-one caresit was all i can eatbut now i’m sinking, so deep, i can’t come up for air

[verse 2]yeah i’ve seen the valley of the shadow of deathi’ve seen the mountains, the wild childhoodthats why i sing about iti just try to move on and keep my peace about itbut come to think about it i can’t even count the days that i’ve spent, starving tryna find some decent housingthat’s why i’m always smiling but on this beat i seem so violentso ask me ’bout the music scene and what the fuck i think about ittime flies, i guess thats why i’m buggingjust yesterday i was rapping with my brother and my cousinif you had the stove or toaster on you couldn’t use the ovenwe knew that we were struggling, we just acted like we wasn’tit’s either make it rapping, if not that than hustlin’so all i see is magazine covers in this gameyou either surface or you plummetit’s a thin line and i’m just tryna keep my head above itdamn!

[hook]and it’s so hard to breathe (yeh-yeah)and even more so to sleep when no-one caresit was all i can eatbut now i’m sinking, so deep, i can’t come up for air